Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Nauru and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Funkadelic to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moody Blues,
Von Mondo,
Joey Negro,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pere Ubu,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Martian,
Lyres,
Anthony Braxton,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dave Gahan,
Popol Vuh,
10cc,
Pagans,
Tommy Roe,
Talk Talk,
Gang Green,
Inner City,
Cecil Taylor,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vainqueur,
Royal Trux,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mark Hollis,
Arab on Radar,
Lakeside,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Move,
Mad Mike,
The Vogues,
The Stooges,
Yusef Lateef,
Darondo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
Pole,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick Morgan,
Sight & Sound,
Henry Cow,
Pet Shop Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Colin Newman,
The Evens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric Copeland,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fugs,
Neil Young,
Anakelly,
The Grass Roots,
The Walker Brothers,
Easy Going,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.